But the human race has the most emotions and six desires among all races, which undoubtedly increases the burden on Houtu.

But she didn't complain about the heavens, and endured silently until one day..."

"how?"

"She sealed her own place, and the thought of the seven emotions was overflowing, and the first seven emotions incarnation, that is, the person you saw, the grief of Houtu."

Li Changshou couldn't come back to his senses for a long time after hearing this, and whispered, "Is this incarnation suppressed under the eighteen levels of hell?"

"Yes," said the saint Nuwa, "As far as I know, the third one of the seven emotions has appeared at this time, such as grief, hatred, and desire, grief is the most gentle, so he was suppressed under the eighteen levels of hell.

Those who hate and desire are bound by Houtu in the six realms of reincarnation."

Li Changshou couldn't help asking: "What if the seven emotions appear?"

"Hou Tu should lose himself, transform from one into seven, and then his will collapse," Nuwa paused, "She will completely transform into the spirit of the magic weapon of the Heavenly Dao, but this is definitely not a good thing for the Heavenly Dao.

If you can come up with a way to help Houtu survive such a crisis, the way of heaven will bring you great merits."

Li Changshou smiled bitterly and said, "Every saints and masters have no choice, so what can disciples do?"

"No, you are different from us," Nuwa continued to flip through the album in her hand, as if she was inadvertently mentioning Li Changshou, "Some strange thoughts, maybe you only have them in the prehistoric world.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Houtu will ask you for help through his condolences."

Li Changshou pondered for a few moments and asked again: "Empress Houtu and the senior who flew in the waves..."

"It's not related... Do you draw it?"
Chapter completed!